After a brief exchange of greetings, the two men fought together.
Logically speaking, Jing Anqin can definitely be ranked in the top five in Wo City's martial arts world. Even if he is not Duan Luhen's opponent, he should be able to last for a while. Duan Luhen will really have to put in some effort to win against him.
OK.
However, unexpectedly, as soon as the two people met, the match became one-sided. Jing Anqin was pinned down by Duan Luhen's fists and feet, unable to perform at all, and could only be beaten.
Jing Anqin didn't know what was wrong. He just felt that as soon as he made the move, he felt dizzy, his limbs were sore, and he couldn't use any strength at all.
The two of them had passed more than a dozen moves. Jing Anran's sweat dripped down his forehead, and his figure was getting slower and slower. Duan Luhen passed his move and retreated to the outside of the competition platform. He said calmly: "I don't think you are in good condition today."
Okay, let’s compete another day.”
In Jing Anqin's current state, even if he won, it would be disgraceful, so he jumped off the competition platform without waiting for Jing Anqin's answer.
Jing Anqin staggered and wanted to get off the stage, but when he reached the edge of the competition stage, he felt extremely dizzy, his vision went black, he stepped on the air, fell head first, and fell heavily to the ground.
Under his body, a large amount of blood suddenly oozed out.
The venue was quiet at first, and then Jing Anran screamed. She was the first to react and rushed to Jing Anqin's side. She wanted to pick up Jing Anqin, but Jing Anqin was covered in blood. She didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and she didn't know.
Dare, I just lowered my head and stared blankly.
At this time, the assistants and bodyguards of the Mingshang team, as well as two coaches, also reacted. Some made emergency calls, while others rushed over.
Jing Tian'er stood there and looked at Jing Anqin bleeding on the ground, and was also stunned.
He... wouldn't just die like that, would he?
She didn't know what kind of medicine Jing Anran put in her cup. She guessed that it was at most a laxative, sweat medicine or something, because Jing Anran was not bold enough to poison her with highly toxic medicine in school.
That's why she asked her assistant to pour her water into Jing Anqin's water glass, reciprocating repayment.
However, she really never thought about killing Jing Anqin!
No matter how much she hates Jing Anqin, Jing Anqin is her father's son after all, and she can't let her father give away his white-haired son to a black-haired one, and suffer the severe pain of losing a child all the time.
so……
She really never thought about killing Jing Anqin...
Because this was Qingyuan College, Duan Luhen, as the host, also walked over to Jing Anqin to check.
At this moment, Jing Anran rushed to Jing Tianer like crazy and pushed her to the ground.
Because Jing Tian'er was in a trance, she was unprepared and fell heavily to the ground.
Jian You, who was also checking on Jing Anqin, heard Jing Tian'er's cry of pain and returned to Jing Tian'er like lightning. No one saw clearly how he did it. He only heard a crisp sound of bones breaking, and Jing Anran was miserable.
He screamed and fell to the ground, fainting.
Her wrist was crooked to one side in an abnormal posture, and was actually broken by Jian You.
Jian You was already squatting beside Jing Tian'er, holding Jing Tian'er in her arms, tearing off her own clothes and bandaging her bruised elbow on the ground.
"It's just a broken skin. I'm fine." Jing Tian'er comforted Jian You in a low voice. There was a layer of scarlet in his usually clear black eyes, which was particularly scary.
"I'll take you to the hospital."
He carefully helped Jing Tian'er up, Duan Luhen also came over, held her arm and frowned, "What's wrong?"
